Back to the 70s: My Childhood Sweetheart Spoils Me Rotten
Chapter 31 - 30: The Thoughtful Little Cotton Jacket

Chapter 31: Chapter 30: The Thoughtful Little Cotton Jacket

Walking on the way home, Gong Tao was extremely excited, "Gangzi, I’m not dreaming, am I?"

Knowing that people who eat city rations also lack various things, I never thought things could be sold at such high prices.

Zhao Gang was also smiling and didn’t mind Gong Tao repeatedly asking this question, "How could it be a dream?"

Zhao Gang gently patted his chest, where there was a thick stack of money, "If we can get a few more wild boars before the New Year, we can have a very prosperous New Year."

"If we’re able to sell things at a good price, we can all have a well-fed New Year." Zhao Gang looked forward hopefully.

Even though we can’t openly celebrate extravagantly, as long as the family knows the truth, it’s enough.

"Don’t keep the cloth tickets, we’ll buy cloth and bring it back soon. Those tickets have an expiration date." Zhao Gang was worried that Gong Tao might stash away or mail the good stuff back home.

Gong Tao hadn’t thought about keeping the tickets, "We must buy cloth, I want to make new clothes for my daughter and wife at home."

In recent years, the family hasn’t acquired clothes; once the cloth tickets were issued, either my elder brother borrowed them or the big brother-in-law borrowed them, and borrowing meant they wouldn’t return.

"My daughter Ni Zi wears other people’s old clothes, only a few outfits can be considered presentable." Although many people in the countryside wear patched clothes over patched clothes, Gong Tao has always felt my daughter shouldn’t be compared to those village girls; my daughter is all kinds of wonderful.

"That’s exactly right." Zhao Gang never disdained the saying that daughters are worthless. Look how sensible Gong Ruini is, she’s almost as sensible as my daughter Zhao Xuran would be to know this girl is only a few years old.

The two walked back discussing various exciting topics; if not for fearing they might attract mountain beasts or frighten people, Gong Tao might have shouted all the way back.

Hearing sounds at the door, Cai Meina quietly got off the kang, then picked up the oil lamp and walked to the gate of the courtyard, "Who’s there?"

Zhao Gang was just taking out the key to open the door when he heard Cai Meina’s voice, "It’s me, Gangzi."

Standing at the door of the house, Gong Tao was so excited that he raised his voice, "Mei Na, it’s me, Gong Tao."

Cai Meina was startled by Gong Tao’s shout, her hand shook as she opened the door and then reprimanded her husband quietly, "Why are you going crazy in the middle of the night?"

Gong Tao wanted to surprise his wife, but after such a cold reception, his face changed slightly, "I’m just excited."

Indeed, encountering such a good thing, how could I not be excited, but why is Mrs. Wife so indifferent?

The guy even felt wronged, yet didn’t consider the circumstances, "Everyone’s asleep; are you planning to wake them up?"

"Don’t you know the kids are tired out?"

"Don’t you know the kids still need to be busy in a few days?"

Zhao Gang watched Cai Meina in full force, patted his friend’s shoulder, and quietly drove the horse cart into the courtyard, then gave the horse some treats.

Gong Tao felt a bit wronged but couldn’t resist his inner excitement, holding Cai Meina, "Mei Na, we’ll go buy cloth tomorrow to make clothes for you and Ni Zi."

Compared to the money from selling pork, the cloth tickets were what excited them.

Buy cloth? Impossible, wait, didn’t they go to sell pork? Got the money, that was not surprising, but how did they get cloth tickets?

"Where did the cloth tickets come from?" Cai Meina felt puzzled.

"Let’s go inside and talk." After preparing the horse with food, Zhao Gang felt hungry too; dinner was just a casual bite, and having had bread on the road, by this time it was almost consumed.

"Yes, yes, yes, I stewed some intestines, the taste is good, and I’ll make some dough dumplings for you." Having no soy sauce wasn’t a problem, we have paste, which can serve as soy sauce.

Pig intestine noodles, ah! Gong Tao rubbed his belly, feeling it ready to protest, "I want to eat intestines."

"Lots of them." A wild boar’s intestines are plentiful; Cai Meina had prepared them, waiting for the family to eat; not enough to invite guests, moreover, having sold the wild boars for money, offering pig intestines to everyone was like announcing they hunted intestines.

With good food, who would willingly stand outside the courtyard? Everyone rushed inside for a feast.

"Dad, you’re back." Zhao Xuran rubbed her eyes and came out of their room.

Zhao Gang was startled by his eldest son, "You haven’t slept yet?"

Zhao Xuran yawned and shook her head.

"Got frightened by Dad’s noise." Gong Ruini, hair tousled, rubbed her eyes and came out.

Gong Ruini hadn’t slept well; she was worried, though Zhao Gang assured her he was familiar with this route; she still couldn’t rest easy. As long as she didn’t see Gong Tao return, she couldn’t relax.

Cai Meina thought Gong Ruini slept well, but Gong Ruini was only half asleep; she felt it when Cai Meina got off the kang, thinking she was going to the bathroom.

Upon hearing her husband’s excited calls, Gong Ruini immediately woke up.

One after another woke up, what was going on, Gong Tao was dumbfounded.

Before he could ask, he felt cold air on his belly and then the familiar pain; his wife was twisting his belly flesh again.

Zhao Gang wanted to endure but couldn’t; it wasn’t the usual pain, "Wife, wife, go easy."

Having the audacity to tell her to go easy, where’s the face? But Cai Meina wouldn’t embarrass her husband, stared hard at him, then walked to Gong Ruini’s side, "Ni Zi, are you coming out to use the bathroom?"

Gong Ruini yawned, "No, Ni Zi was waiting for Dad."

"Ni Zi could only relax seeing Dad return."

"Dad is tired." Gong Ruini walked to the excited Gong Tao and gave him a kiss.

Ni Zi kissed him, said she worried, said Dad was tired, why is this child so understanding, while his wife never seemed gentle.

Gong Tao picked up Gong Ruini, wanting to express his excitement. See, although Zhao Xuran also woke up, that boy never uttered such tender words.

Zhao Gang felt unsatisfied; there was a child waking up for him too but not a word of warmth. Zhao Gang had grown used to it, but suddenly, in the presence of such a good example, he felt his own son was a bit wooden.

Uncle Zhao was jealous, hahaha; Gong Ruini felt happy inside and reached over to give Zhao Gang a gentle kiss, after all, she was a child, "Uncle Zhao, you’ve worked hard too."

5555, Ni Zi kissed him, Zhao Gang was thrilled.

Zhao Gang was excited, but Gong Tao felt his mood dim, my Ni Zi couldn’t just kiss Zhao Gang.

Gong Tao moved slightly, keeping his daughter a bit farther from Zhao Gang, humph, definitely have to tell my daughter not to randomly kiss people.